Page 23 of Unwrapping Romance

“You as well. We better get to our seats, Jack.”

“As shall we,” Ken said.

“Enjoy the play.” Jack stared at me.

“You too.” I finished my wine.

I cringed when I saw him place his hand on Wendy’s back when they walked away.

Jack

I couldn’t believe she was here and with that douchebag. Something stirred inside me, and it was a feeling I didn’t like. I wanted to know who that guy was and how they met.

Their seats were one row in front of us. I watched her more than I watched the play. During intermission, we went to the lobby. Wendy needed to use the restroom, and I needed a drink. Walking up to the bar, I saw Sierra.

“Where’s your date?” I asked.

“Bathroom. Yours?”

“Same. Bourbon, neat,” I told the bartender.

“I thought you didn’t have a girlfriend.” Her eyes narrowed.

“She’s not my girlfriend. This is nothing more than a casual date.”

“Thank God, considering we slept together,” she spoke through gritted teeth.

I looked over her shoulder and saw Ken standing there.

“You’re sleeping with your boss?” he asked her.

“No.” Sierra’s brows furrowed.

“But I just heard you say that you slept together.”

“I guess the cat’s out of the bag.” I smiled. “I wasn’t sure how long we were going to be able to keep it a secret.”

She shot me a look.

“It’s been nice, Sierra, but I’m going to go,” Ken said.

“There you are.” Wendy walked over.

“Did you know that these two are sleeping together?” Ken asked Wendy.

“You’re sleeping with your assistant, Jack?”

“He sure is.” Sierra smiled.

“Wow. Okay. Damn you, Jack.”

“Wendy—” I said.

“Don’t.” She put her hand up.

“I’m leaving,” Ken said. “I’d be happy to buy you a drink somewhere,” he told Wendy.

“I think I’d like that. Lose my number, Jack.” She turned and headed toward the door.

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